Her name was Nusrin. She was the same age, 24. She was slim and had a fair complexion with straight hair and she wore her hijab as a shawl. Medium boo...s. But Aruna’s boobs were bigger. While going back I asked my friend, “Are they in a relationship?”He said, “They are fuck buddies and nothing more.” We all sat together in the main room. The two girls sat behind the welcome desk and we three sat on the other side. They started talking about the VIP program gig that they got. As I’m younger than. I asked what had happened and she said one of the straps had snapped right off and she couldnt wear it. GREAT! I thought. I told her to just go inside and get another one. She said this was her only one because she had outgrown her other swimsuits. Then she said her mom always got home too late every day to take her to the department store for a new one which meant she couldnt swim again until the weekend. Jokingly, I said its too bad you cant just skinny dip, and then I chuckled. She was quiet. ” I try to appease her by saying “I’m sorry, it was stupid…” But she cuts me off, “Well, it was stupid and I’m pissed. I told Sylvia about the situation and she gave me some really good advice.” The room is still dark as I try to look Kendra in the eyes and ask, “What? You told Sylvia? Why?” Kendra’s tone changes and barks, “Don’t worry why, it’s my prerogative. It was your prerogative to jack off instead of taking care of your wife. Sylvia gave me an idea and I’m not sure you’re gonna like it. “How is it?” she asked.I admitted to brutal cold and so did they.Maria asked, “Coffee, tea or something stronger?”Stronger was requested ... Bailey’s Irish Coffee is what she served. I even had some ... it’s damn cold outside. Maria did not approve. She never does.“You’re too little to drink.”And that got me thinking of dancing on the bar on a tropical island in the Black Sea and the aftermath.Yeah. I’m too little to drink.Cold takes its toll. Energy goes and fuel would be appreciated.Pentwater.